• One in the morning, someone calls
    Baby starts crying down the hall

    Mama comes in, tears down her face
    She holds him close to her
    His daddy ain't comein home from the war

    His last letter said he might not have to fight anymore

    Military Police told her the news
    Everywhere people pray America won't lose
    She's holding on to a piece of metal
    His final action was to die in battle
    Everywhere people fly Americans flags
    And all she has left are his dog tags

    Eighteen years later, baby's all grown
    He has some dog tags of his own

    He says goodbye to his whole family
    A sweet innocent girl kisses his cheek
    He promises to write her every week

    His last letter said it was her hand he seeked

    Military Police told her the news
    Everywhere people pray America won't lose
    She's holding on to a piece of metal
    His final action was to die in battle
    Everywhere people fly Americans flags
    And all she has left are his dog tags

    Letters, pictures, a folded flag,
    And a country that's free

    Oh, these are the tings or soldiers leave behind
    When it's God they get to see

    TV. stations tell us the news
    We'll always pray America will never lose
    Families hold on to a piece of metal
    Their solder’s finale action was to die in battle
    We'll always fly America's flag
    And all we'll have left are their dog tags